The two huge forces collided, causing the space to be turbulent. Yang Ming did not expect that the other party would resolve his attack in this way. The essence of the Chaos Earth Splitting Halberd was to use huge gravity to crush the enemy. Now Cheng Fengnian directly used it
The reciprocal repulsion offsets gravity, resulting in no power at all.
"Young man, if you compare with me in how to use your strength, you're still far behind." Cheng Fengnian mocked.
"Since a quick attack won't work, I'll use a long-lasting tactic to kill you!"
Yang Ming immediately had a countermeasure in his mind. He couldn't compete with his strength, nor could he compete with his defense. The only option was to consume it. Yang Ming didn't have much else, but the total amount of magic energy was several times that of ordinary people, so he could afford to consume it.
With a squeeze of both hands, the Tianlin Thunder Halberd changed its form in the astonished eyes of everyone, from a long halberd to a long bow, causing waves of exclamation.
"What kind of weapon is that? How come it was a halberd one moment and a longbow the next?"
Cheng Fengnian was also stunned for a moment. Even close-range weapons couldn't deal with him. How could long-range attacks be effective? He really couldn't figure out the purpose of Yang Ming's move. But he couldn't figure it out. He wouldn't change because of the opponent's attack method.
Careless.
Yang Ming took advantage of the opponent's failure to react and immediately launched an attack. Magic arrows shot out from his hands one after another, hitting all parts of Cheng Fengnian's body, focusing on the vital parts.
After seeing the opponent's actions, Cheng Fengnian also figured it out. If melee combat was not enough, he would use long-range weapons. He shouted that Yang Ming was "cunning". With a wave of his hand, he knocked away more than a dozen arrows. He did not shoot these arrows at all.
Yang Ming wants the other party to take it seriously so that he can have a chance of winning.
After seeing that the time was right, Yang Ming shot three arrows in a row. One of the arrows was a powerful move mixed with the power of wind and thunder, the Wind and Thunder Spiral Arrow. If the opponent thought this was an ordinary magic arrow, then this arrow would teach him
Why are the flowers so red!
The three arrows shot formed a "pin"-shaped formation and shot towards Cheng Fengnian's chest. Just as Yang Ming expected, the opponent still resisted. Under the cover of two ordinary magic arrows, the wind and thunder spiral arrows
He successfully approached Cheng Fengnian and was two meters away. At this distance, even if the other party noticed something was wrong, it would be too late.
The strong wind blew through the wind and thunder spiral arrows. The flying scene that Cheng Fengnian imagined did not appear. The arrows still penetrated his chest at an alarming speed. He was so frightened that he had no time to resist, so he could only turn sideways to avoid it.
He opened his vitals and let the arrow shoot into his body.
Before everyone had time to react, a blood hole suddenly appeared in front of their eyes. Blood flowed out and stained the clothes in that area red. They never thought that the first person to be injured was their pavilion master.
"Good guy, I was careless." Cheng Fengnian pressed the blood hole with his hand to prevent the blood from flowing out, but the severe pain continued to stimulate his nerves, making him unable to keep calm.
Immediately, Cheng Fengnian's figure moved and disappeared directly. Yang Ming's heart tightened and he threw himself forward. A fist appeared grazing his shoulder, narrowly avoiding Cheng Fengnian's attack.
Yang Ming rolled on the ground, quickly got up, and quickly distanced himself. He looked back at the original place. Cheng Fengnian's figure slowly appeared. If his soul hadn't been powerful and he could sense the fluctuations in the space, he wouldn't have been able to avoid it.
The attacker's attack did not hit directly, but the strong wind it carried caused burning pain in that part of the skin.
"My perception is good, but I don't know if I can avoid it next time?" Cheng Fengnian sneered and disappeared again.
Yang Ming was extremely solemn. Although he could compete with the white soul demon warrior and not fall behind, his true realm was only at the black soul level, which was still a bit different from the white soul demon warrior. Just like the current situation, Cheng Fengnian hid in
In the space, Yang Ming could only be beaten passively and had no ability to fight back.
"We can't go on like this. We have to find a way to force the other party to show up."
Yang Ming turned around and saw the disciples watching on the side. He came up with a plan. He fully drew the Tianlin Thunder Bow and shot three arrows into the sky over there.
When the three bows and arrows flew above the disciples, they suddenly exploded and formed hundreds of fragments, which fell like raindrops. Each fragment was extremely sharp. If the disciples below did not avoid it, they would be shot into a hornet's nest immediately.
The disciples also reacted, but there were hundreds of onlookers. Only those on the periphery could escape, and those in the center had no chance to escape. Seeing that the disciples were about to be shot, Cheng Fengnian could only appear in front of them.
above to protect them from attacks.
A huge rock shield lay across the heads of the disciples, and arrow fragments fell like a torrential rain, but they could not hurt them at all. When the crisis was resolved, the disciples started yelling at Yang Ming.
"Despicable and shameless villain, he resorts to damaging moves when he can't defeat him..."
"You don't dare to be tough with the Pavilion Master. You will only use destructive moves. You are still a black soul demon warrior!"
"..."
All kinds of unpleasant words kept pouring into Yang Ming's ears, but they did not affect his determination at all. The disciples were still chattering, but they had all forgotten that Yang Ming and Cheng Fengnian were very different in level.
In a fight that is inherently unequal, why not use some small means?
Cheng Fengnian was also helpless. If he was alone, he could easily suppress Yang Ming and fight, but now Yang Ming is using a group of disciples to restrict his actions, preventing him from leaving the disciples' range.
Yang Ming kept shooting out bursting arrows, and occasionally shot a thunderous spiral arrow at Cheng Fengnian, reminding him not to just look above, but to look at all sides.
Cheng Fengnian was angered by Yang Ming's actions. He directly formed a huge rock shield and clasped the disciples like a bowl. Then he stared at Yang Ming not far away with anger in his eyes and rushed towards the opponent menacingly.
"You pissed me off, Rock Blast!"
In the next moment, Cheng Fengnian's whole body seemed to have turned into a killing machine. His fists, elbows, fingers, legs, and every part of his body burst out with tyrannical force at this moment, and his attacks were like raindrops.
It fell all over Yang Ming's body like a ball. As long as he was hit once, Yang Ming would never have a chance to fight back.
Cheng Fengnian's sudden and fierce offensive made Yang Ming panic a little at first, but he quickly calmed down and used mysterious footwork. He held the bow in one hand and pinched the arrow in the other, shooting and retreating as if
Hanging Cheng Fengnian like a kite.
Although these arrows could not hurt Cheng Fengnian, the occasional thunder and spiral arrows mixed in with them made him unable to relax and keep him on high alert at all times. Over time, too much energy was consumed and his movements began to slow down.
"It's time." Yang Ming's eyes flashed, and then he staggered, deliberately exposing a flaw to Cheng Fengnian. When the other party saw it, he thought Yang Ming was exhausted, so he excitedly rushed to Yang Ming's side and punched him.
It blasted out and knocked Yang Ming away.
Yang Ming covered his chest, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the other party. He was still happy that he had been wounded, and he couldn't help but reveal a smile as if his plan had succeeded.
After Cheng Fengnian saw Yang Ming's smile, he suddenly felt something bad in his heart. He immediately rushed towards Yang Ming to end the battle completely. However, he still took a step slower. When he took the first step, the ground instantly emitted a dazzling light.
The white light enveloped him and Yang Ming, forming a cage-like area. The surrounding space became extremely solid, and even the strength of the White Soul Demon Warrior could not be torn apart.
Feeling the changes in the surrounding space, Cheng Fengnian became even more uneasy. He wanted to attack, but found that his magic essence was trapped in his body and could not send out a single trace. He immediately yelled at Yang Ming: "What on earth have you done?"
, why did it become like this?”
Yang Ming put away the Tianlin Thunder Bow and said with a smile: "I just used a magic skill that allows us to fight fairly, called the Sky of Rank and Balance. Don't worry, your situation is the same with me. I'm very happy."
Fair."
He said it so easily, but the real situation was only known to him. This move of Zhiheng Zhikong was a spiritual skill of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. It was a move that Yang Ming found in the memory of Dragon Soul that could reverse the situation. However, if he activated
The conditions are too difficult. You must use your own spiritual power as a medium to arrange an area similar to a formation in order to successfully activate it.
The amount of spiritual energy that needs to be consumed is barely enough for Yang Ming's huge amount. In other words, Yang Ming must end the battle before the effect disappears, otherwise he will be unable to fight anymore.
Hearing that there was such a magical magic skill, Cheng Fengnian's eyes gradually became serious. Now that the magic element cannot be used and the space is still extremely solid, he can only fight with the opponent hand-to-hand.
Both of them rushed towards each other, using the most primitive fighting method to decide the outcome.
"Papa papa..."
In front of the gate of Huangyao Pavilion, the confrontation was extremely fierce. The fists and palm prints of both sides poured down on each other's bodies like a heavy rain. Under this covering attack, both of them were hit, and their clothes were shaken.
There were cracks.
Because Cheng Fengnian's magic energy was imprisoned, the giant rock shields on the heads of many Huangyao Pavilion disciples also disappeared. They immediately saw their pavilion master struggling with the young man, and the situation was very fierce.
"Why doesn't the master of the pavilion use magic skills?"
"I don't know either, but if you look at the circle of white light around them, it's probably the reason why they fight hand to hand."
Among the disciples, there was still a sharp-sighted person who directly guessed the reason, and then looked at the two people in the melee with great nervousness.
"Bang!"
There was another blow of strength. Yang Ming and Cheng Fengnian both stumbled back a few steps. The former stomped on the ground to steady his body. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and felt that the magic skill was about to come.
After it was lifted, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly rushed towards the opponent again.
Cheng Fengnian was also shocked in his heart. Although the magic element in his body could not be used, it still existed. People with earthy physiques already had strong defenses. In addition, he had also practiced body training techniques, which made this even more difficult.
His characteristics were magnified, but when he was fist-to-flesh with Yang Ming, he still felt the energy and blood in his body surging continuously, and his body was in excruciating pain.
Seeing Yang Ming charging towards him again, a hint of retreat flashed through Cheng Fengnian's eyes. He didn't want to continue the fight. If the fight continued like this, it would be difficult to determine who would win. He quickly stopped Yang Ming: "Stop, we
Stop embarrassing each other, can we just call this battle a draw?"
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. If he continued to fight, he would not be able to hold on any longer, so he nodded in agreement.
At this time, the white light gradually faded, and the magic energy in his body could be used again. Cheng Fengnian instantly understood that Yang Ming was at the end of his fight, but since he had asked for a ceasefire, he would not go back on his words.
It was a pity for the surrounding disciples to see that the battle ended in such an anticlimactic manner, but no one dared to express dissatisfaction because they did not dare.